"Dad, how long do we have to go. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said a frail girl, leaning back to her father.

His father's eyes were blank and unfocused, like a walking corpse. He muttered, "It's not far, it's not far." ”

I don't know who it's for.

It may have been for his daughter, but more likely for himself.

In front of him, there was an endless highway full of abandoned cars, and the difficulty of walking through it was almost the same as going over the mountains, and from time to time there were explosions or two in the distance.

Obviously, the road ahead is not a safe place.

The flames were raging over there.

And in the back, it's not much better.

There was a burning building, burning like a torch, electric flashing, and burning ashes wafting in the air. It looks no different from hell.

The back is hell, but what about the front? Is the front hell? They don't have a bottom in their hearts, and they don't know if they are leading to a better life, or another hell?

They don't know, they just move like a corpse, the walking corpse walks aimlessly.

Because, they don't know where to go.

They were among those who had been forsaken by Heaven from the beginning, and at the beginning, because they were usually kind to others, there was nothing wrong with them, and they were lucky enough to escape the first chaos with the highest mortality rate unscathed.

Later, they were almost taken as slaves, but they were lucky enough to be destroyed by 99% of the place because of the attack on the stronger ones, and they took advantage of the chaos to escape.

But now their good fortune seems to have run out.

The supplies he was carrying had basically been used up, and now he was very hungry and thirsty, and all the places where he could find the supplies had basically been ransacked, and the rest that could be found were locked.

The clothes on his body are also dirty and torn, he hasn't changed them for a long time, and he doesn't even have the time and resources to wash, and the whole person is sloppy and dusty.

And now, it's just hanging in one breath, and it's reached the point where I can't hold on anymore and give up.

All you need to do is push him lightly, and maybe he will fall down and never get up.

They are still walking on this long road, but they don't know where they are going.

"Bang, bang, bang!" At this time, just in front of them, there was a very short crashing sound, and a man broke the window and squeezed out of the window, and then called for help from the father and daughter.

"Help, help!" he yelled as he waved his hands vigorously as he walked over to them. "Help, my wife, my wife, still in there! Help, help! The car is about to catch fire!"

His expression was desperate and helpless, as if it were the real thing.

In his delirium, even this father was on the verge of being deceived.

However, he was still a little more alert.

"Wait!" he suddenly raised his hand and motioned for him to stop immediately, "If you have something to say, stop here now!"

With that, he pulled out the charged slingshot that he had hidden on the waistband of his pants behind his back, and was able to fire it as soon as he needed to.

Although he was delirious, it was easy to get suspicious of a guy who had his hands behind his back.

Although his luck is quite good, it's not that he hasn't seen a sinister human hin, and this kind of thing is still easy to see.

I have to say that although the man who got out of the car had good acting skills, he still lacked a little bit of patience.

After the disguise was recognized, he was still impatient to press over step by step, but since he was already suspicious, he still wanted to do this, it was simply death!

"I said, stop, stop for me!" the father suddenly pulled out his own charged slingshot from behind, and once fired, its accelerated projectile was enough to blast a person above the chin in an instant after concentrating on the head. "If you don't stop, then I'll have to tell you at your own risk!"

But he still didn't stop.

After a brief pause, his eyes stared at the man in front of him like a vulture.

The ** in his eyes that he wanted to plunder was not hidden, and he was so frankly exposed in front of others.

This made this father tremble a little in his heart, but the strength to hold that slingshot was also greater, and the nerves were tight, as long as there was a slight mistake, then he would directly kill the other party.

The man looked at him, and he suddenly showed a smile that was not easy to detect.

Why? Why did he laugh? Because he had accomplished his purpose in this very short time.

So, what is his so-called purpose? His purpose is actually to observe him for a short time that he has just stayed, but not to observe his strength and movements.

Instead, they were watching his distance, to find an opportune moment to kill him.

And now, he has finally met his own conditions, then, it is time to do it.

"Uh-huh!" he suddenly moved, his feet like springs, and like cheetahs, and kicked violently, and the hand behind his back was already withdrawn, revealing the hideous dagger inside.

"Die, die, die!" he pounced, yelling frantically.

And at this terrifying juncture of life and death, this father has become very brave and has become not a little cowardly.

He had become hard-hearted and determined, as if nothing could shake him.

Bang!

There was a thud.

He chose to kill, and the high-speed projectile directly bombarded his forehead, directly overturning a skull and all the parts above the chin.

The blood flowed like a fountain, and the headless corpse lay limply on the ground, blood spilled all over the ground.

"Whew, drink, drink. The father man began to gasp for air for no other reason, because the feeling of adrenaline rushing and his heart speeding up was too exciting.

So much so that he couldn't stand it.

He felt that his heart was like a piledriver, beating non-stop, pounding heart, it was really abnormal.

Even after resting for a while, the feeling of palpitations in my heart still did not dissipate. (To be continued.) )